Crossing the Divide

by Rx925

Rating: teen
Tags: Human, Romance, Comedy, Slice of Life
Length: 1952

A Human gets plopped into Equestria, but his past life is not the only thing he loses upon arrival.

Ross was an average eighteen year old high school student, besides the peanut allergy, asthma, social awkwardness and depression. Other than that he was the same as any other student. That is until he was transplanted into the magical land of Equestria. It seems as though his life is about to change dramatically, in more ways than one.

A/N: Hope you all enjoy my first story. As this is my very first story ever, constructive criticism is welcomed and encouraged =)

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-10-17 07:50:01 UTC

Chapter 1

… Darkness... and then, Light. I awoke with a start as consciousness slowly began returning to my body. My eyes were glued shut and I could not move my my arms or legs. The only action I could muster up enough strength for was to utter one simple sentence,

“What the hell happened?”

The question of the day, is it not? My mind was flooding with possible scenarios of what may or may not have occurred on my walk home from school. Was it an accident? Probably. Is this a dream? Maybe. But if it was a dream, all of these sounds would be less clear and the feeling of soft grass against my skin would be dull or non-existent.

As I was running down the possibilities, I began to regain my strength. My first course of action was to open my eyes. All I could  see was trees,the sky and some small shrubbery. This was very disconcerting for a number of reasons. First of which was that this meant that I had obviously been moved from where I was before. There were not that many trees in the center of town. The lack of noise save for the wind and rustle of branches signaled to me that I was nowhere near civilization.

“Great,” I said to my self in an overly sarcastic tone, “I just love being stuck out in the woods, with NO SING OF CIVILIZATION!” After my 'little' outburst and quick pounding of fists on the ground, I slowly rose to my feet. Unfortunately my legs were not so cooperative, as they ached the whole way up onto my feet. “Must have landed on them funny...” I said to myself as I picked up my laptop and backpack. Walking was not to much of a hassle, but it was definitely a pain in the ass.

I eventually came to a dirt road after walking a good half an hour. Thank goodness I had mu phone on me. “Well lets where this takes me...” I said as I set off down the dirt road, whistling “Carolus Rex” as I went along.

Fluttershy was enjoying a normal day at her cottage, care for her animals, cleaning up any dust she found and most of all, relaxing. She was laying down on her couch reading a book in silence, when Angel bunny came bouncing up tr her holding something large behind his back.

“Oh, hello Angel,” said Fluttershy in her meek little tone, “What is that you have there?”

Angel bunny took the item out from behind his back and handed it to Fluttershy. Fluttershy took a hold of it in her mouth and set it next to her. When she finally got a good look at it, she immediately recognized it as a black fedora hat. There was something off about it though. There were no ear holes for a pony's ears to slip through. She surmised that it must have belonged to a griffon or some other creature then.

“Angel where did you get this?” Fluttershy said, “You didn't steal it did you?” She said preparing to give him the stare.

Angel bunny shook his head, causing his ears to flop about. He then pointed out to the Everfree Forest.

Fluttershy gasped when she saw this. “Angel!” She said with a hint of concern in her voice, “You know you are not allowed to go into the forest alone, It is far to dangerous for a little bunny lie you!”

Angel scoffed at the remark of him not being able to take care of himself. After all, he had gone in the woods dozens of times without Fluttershy knowing. But he soon shook it off and motioned for her to follow him.

“Oh no Angel, I couldn't!” Fluttershy said with a hint of fear, “It is far to scary in there for me to go in alone, even though you will be there with me.”

Then, all of a sudden, there was a sharp knocking on the door. Fluttershy jumped a little bit at the sudden noise but soon calmed down. She set her book down and began to walk towards the door. 'Maybe it's the the girls!' she happily thought to herself. But her happiness was replaced with a feeling of shock and fear as she opened the door.

What she saw horrified her to no end. A large creature was laying on the ground in front of her cottage. It had three limbs but none of them had hooves. Tattered and torn clothes covered its body and legs. Fresh blood was leaking out of the many cuts and scrapes that it bore across its body. It had been crawling on the ground for quite some time judging from the trail of blood behind it.

“Please...” It said in a raspy voice, “Help me.” Fluttershy was to paralyzed by fear to do anything at the moment. “Help.” Those were its last words before it lost all consciousness and its limbs became limp.

Fluttershy made a less than intimidating 'eep' noise and ducked behind the door frame as its foreleg came falling down. When She had mustered up enough courage to chance a peek around the frame, her fear was replaced with a feeling of concern for the wellbeing of this strange creatures.

She dashed back into the cabin for but a moment before returning once more with a first aid kit in her mouth. Her first task was to take a closer look at the injuries that he (she surmised from the genral body type) had taken. One look at his arm was all that she needed to know what happened...

“Timberwolves...” she said with just a hint of fear, if not terror, in her voice. Fluttershy quickly rid herself of the emotions, for she had a creature that needed her attention. But first she would need to transport this strange creature into her cottage.

After the less than trivial process of moving the creature into her home, she tended to his wounds until she felt that he could be left on his own. She needed someone with a vast wealth of knowledge to help her identify this strange being, and Twilight fit the bill perfectly...

Pain... So much pain... Man, those twiggy bastards were annoying. But at least now they know not to mess with a depressed and hormonal eighteen year-old. I could hardly remember anything from after the 'stick wolf' ambush, considering I was bleeding out. All I remember was that I was able to fight them off with rocks, sticks and a lot of cursing. After that it is mostly a blur, but I do remember dragging myself towards a small cottage that was nearby.

“Ok, so where am I?” I said as I slowly got my bearings. I appeared to be in some sort of house, which I guessed was the cottage that I had spied earlier. There were many bird houses scattered around the house and I would have taken them for decoration if there were not birds flying in and out of them.

My battered body was currently resting on some sort of couch. It was rather small, so much so that my legs were hanging off the end of it. 'Must be for a pet.' I thought to myself. But now that I thought of it, this whole house seemed to be way to small for me. Judging by the size of the door, I would probably smack my head on the frame if I did not duck underneath it.

My train of thought was entirely derailed when I took notice of several hushed voices outside of what I assumed was the front door. I could not make out what they were saying. But I was pretty sure that, whoever it was, they were talking about me. Slowly the door creaked open, and two miniature equines cantered into the room. One had a yellow coat and a pink mane, and the other had a purple coat and mane with a pink stripe running down the center of the mane.

I, for the most part, was incredibly confused. Where where the people that were talking on the other side of the door. We stared at each other for a good 30 seconds before my brain was royally fucked. They spoke...

“Oh... Um, hello Mr. Creature, how are you feeling?” said the one with the yellow coat and pink mane. This one sentence, however, was the straw that broke the camels back.

“Miniature talking equines... huh...” I said, “There are several possibilities... One: This is all some insane dream. Two: Somebody drugged me. Or Three: This is all real and thus the most bizarre situation I have ever had the privilege of taking part in...”

“What are you talking about?” said the purple pony, which upon closer inspection was a unicorn. The other also appeared to be a pegasus. Nice...

“Oh, don't worry about me,” I said in a rather calm voice, “ I am simply trying to ascertain whether or not I have gone completely and irreversibly insane...”

Both of the ponies seemed a little concerned by this. But the yellow one seemed far more concerned than her purple compatriot. She slowly walked up to me and placed a hoof on my left arm.

“Mr. uhhhhhh... What is your name?” She said with an expression that told me beyond a shout of a doubt that all she wanted to do was help me.

“Well, my name is Ross.” I said. This seem to confuse her slightly, but she seem to be put at ease to find out I was at least not in total shock.

“Oh, well, hello Ross. My name is Fluttershy. I found you outside my cottage just a while ago.” She said with an innocent smile, “Um, if I may  ask, what exactly are you?”

I honestly felt a little hesitation at this question, had they ever heard of humans before. If they had, they may have a less than positive opinion on them. I will be the first to admit that humans are not exactly the most kind of creatures. But I decided that they may as well know.

“I am a Homo Sapiens,” I said, “ a Human.”

With that the purple unicorn, that had until that moment kept her distance from me, suddenly appeared at my side in a flash of magenta light.

“A HUMAN!?!?!” she exclaimed at the top of her lungs, “But you're just a myth! You can't possibly be real!” She had gone from fascinated to completely obsessed in a matter of seconds, a girl after my own heart.

“Unicorns and Pegasi are myths where I come from,” I said very calmly, “and yet here we all are.” She seemed to back of just a little bit at this, albeit with a slight blush on her face.

“Yeah I suppose so, but tell me this,” she said, “why do you only have one arm? The stories say that you all have two.”

Ok, What the hell? “What are you talking about?” I said in a slightly disgruntled voice, “I do have two arms. See, there's my left arm and there's my... my...” OH WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL” HOLY SHIT MY GODDAMN ARM IS MISSING!!!! HOW THE... Oh my god...

Before my vision faded to black, I saw the shocked and horrified expressions of two ponies. Fluttershy's expression was one of concern and sorrow and the purple pony's expression was that of concern, sorrow and a slight hint of guilt, no doubt from the shock that she had inadvertently caused me by bringing up mu non-existent arm.